The Little Girl on the Stage
Yesterday I watched a group of little ones perform a Christmas dance. All dressed in soft pink, their faces full of focus and excitement while moving across stage. Tiny steps, big hearts, fluffy pink skirts. And then — one of them stopped moving and froze. Her face crumpled and she started crying. Maybe she mixed the steps or forgot them, maybe the lights of the stage were too big and scary, maybe it was simply too much input all at one? I guess she felt overwhelmed, scared, confused at that moment. Didn't we all had these episodes in our lives, when we find ourselves in a new lighting out of nowhere? Moments when the world suddenly feels too big, too bright, and we tremble inside, confused, lost, disorientated? Do you remember yours? Her father, a big guy, jumped up on the stage immediately and ran directly to her. He wrapped her in his arms, said a few quiet words, and then… began to dance.. together with the rest of little pinky girls. Still holding her. Still comfo...
